Sorry for not posting recently. It’s not for a lack of material, rather a lack of time and discipline. We have a lot of material to post here, we just need to get off of our butts and do it.
I spent last week on what has become my annual solo trip to the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. I try to go between Labor Day & the changing of the leaves in order to avoid the crowds. This typically involves dodging hurricanes heading towards Florida, since I promised my bride that, after an unfortunate incident involving my being out of town during a hurricane, I would not travel if there is a storm heading our way. Unlike previous years, this was not an issue this time. Which is not to say that the weather was not a player in this year’s trip.
This annual adventure has rapidly become a highlight of the year. I can do day hikes at my own tempo (slow, not like other crazy people in this family) and take lots of pictures of landscapes that are notably unlike Florida. Trust me, when you’ve seen one alligator you’ve seen them all. I have a beautiful campsite in the Elkmont campground that I return to each year. At night I sit by the fire with my adult beverage and eat well. Very well. Over the course of my three full days, I hiked about 19 miles of trails, took a horseback ride (just me & the guide…very nice), took 340 photos (of which a couple are pretty nice), met many very nice people on the trail and walked in snow. Snow. Did I mention the cold? This Florida boy camped in 35 degree weather. While it was refreshing after our typical hot, humid summer, it was a bit shocking during my middle of the night sojourns out of the tent.
This was the first year that I didn’t see any bear. Darn.
Note: The peak in the right foreground in the photo below is Porter’s Mountain
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October 14, 2010 at 10:22 am
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Oh my gosh, those photos! I want to camp there someday. Honestly, you have inspired me with your annual solo trip. I now have a solo camping trip on my Life List and thought I might get ‘er done this fall, but didn’t happen.
Also, here’s how my solo trip would go: backpack in somewhere amazing (maybe to a forest service cabin, maybe take a tent), bring incredible food, warm clothes, adult beverage, paper and pen and books, and park my butt there for the entirety. This is not how journeys go with my significant other — this is how *I* would do it.
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